guy thinks his sister is hot

  • Book!Jace: Arrogant, giant jerk, Superiority Complex(TM), no real character development, barely even remembers he has a parabatai. Has potential with his backstory but is reduced to the Hot Guy (TM) and is there to fuel a shitty incest-fantasy.
  • Show!Jace: Soft, gentle, doesn't want to hurt anyone. His parabatai bond with Alec is actually explored, he cares for the people he loves, immediately stops being romantic towards Clary once he thinks she's his sister. Actually has a character and a storyline that shows how his abuse has affected him without being a giant asshole. Needs a nap, multiple blankets, and a big hug.
Sleepover | Bellamy Blake X Reader

English isn’t my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.

Request: Hi, can you make a Bellamy Blake x reader modern AU where the reader is new at school and ends up becoming Octavia’s best friend. Bellamy is popular and he “commands” the school. When Octavia takes the reader to sleep at home, Bellamy keeps flirting with her and trying to lead the reader to bed. Smut, only if you want! Please and thank you.

A/N: Sorry for the delay. I have never written smut and it was a bit complicated for me. But I tried. Hope you like it <3

Characters: Bellamy/fem!reader, Octavia.

Modern AU.

Warnings: Smut.

(F/T/S) stand for “Favorite TV show” /(R/C/N) stand for “Random character name”.

Word Count: 3194 words.

Parts of the series: (1) (2) (3)

Moving to a new school is never really good. It has a lot of pressure. The pressure of new teachers who expect you to do your best, the pressure to make new friends, in short, pressure to be in a new place of which you do not know anyone or anything. (Y/N) was feeling all this pressure as she headed for her first day at her new school.

The girl feels her stomach churning as she passed through the gates of the place that she would attend the rest of the year. She felt observed, as if every move she did would count in the judgment that people would do, but at the same time she felt as if no one cared about her presence in that place.

When she walked into her class, she felt some eyes staring at her. Some people smiled, some others didn’t seem to have any reaction to her arrival, and some send a simple “hi” while (Y/N) walked the desks looking for somewhere to sit.

Many people continued to stare at her as she sat in a desk over the back of the room, but no one seemed interested enough to go talk to her. Until Octavia entered the room. God bless Octavia Blake.

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TWIN ANDREWS | juggie x reader

A/N: im hoping to turn this into a short series and i hope yous enjoy it!! please hit the follow button to be updated with my blog posts! this is my first time as a solo blogger so i hope you enjoy my writing!! im also looking for a co-owner that loves to write/edit!! enjoy my lil nugs - R🌹

part 2: https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158896154168/twin-andrews-part-2-jughead-x-reader



“arch im kinda nervous”

i admit as we near the familiar diner

“you’ll be fine, it’s just Betty we’ve known her since we were in diapers don’t stress sis”

i huff my stomach turning as the neon sign comes into view

“i don’t know about this I haven’t been home for a really long time i think id rather just go home and rest”.

we pull into the parking lot and i turn to beg to my brother but he pulls the keys out of the ignition

“come (y/n) they are excited to see you, it’s been years at least come in for something to eat then I promise ill drive you home whenever you want”

i sit back and think it over before my brother starts again “dad wants me to help you ease back into it- it’s your first day back at school and wouldn’t you rather have people to talk with tomorrow so it’s not so-” he pauses

“terrifying” i finish

“i was going to say daunting but yeah terrifying works too” i huff
“fine but you owe me Archie big time” a smile spreads across his face as he gets out of his truck. “what have i gotten myself into” i think aloud copying my brothers actions and following him toward the entrance.

“oh and heads up I kinda didn’t tell them you were in town-”

i spin on my heels but he grabs my shoulders “it was supposed to be a surprise” he whines i run my hand over my face “fine- you’re so annoying you know that right”.

he sighs throwing his arm over me and walking me toward our normal booth we’re a spot Betty, Kevin &amp; an unfamiliar raven headed girl.

“arch who’s the other girl-”

“(y/n)” i hear Betty call looking shell shocked

“i-i- I can’t believe your here I-” she chokes on her words.
things didn’t exactly end well between Betty & our friends when I left, after my parents divorce i went into a downward spiral and i was forced to leave with my mother no note no explanation to any of my friends as to where i was going or why and let’s just say i was terrified that they hated me.

“betts” i smile tears welling up

she looked so much older from when I last saw her the more I looked the more she looked different yet entirely the same. she stand from the booth her blonde hair swishing in her ponytail as she rushes over to wrap her arms around me pulling me into her warm embrace

“i thought you were never coming back” she whispers as she held me “me either” i whisper back crying slightly.

i pull away and wipe my eyes glancing to Kevin who’s jaw was lying on the ground “you going to close your mouth and come give me a hug or?”

he glances to me shocked with no movement as if he’s too scared to move in case I run “Kev!” i joke

I spread my arms as he climbs over the raven haired stranger and leap into my arms causing me to stumble back slightly.

“wow” he breathes pulling me at arms length examining me

“girl you got hot” he blurts

I laugh tearing up at the sight of my best friends “you finally grew your hair out im obsessed you look so so so good Chicago treated you well”

i run my fingers through my long red hair “thanks kev, it did it really did” “oh and you look so much thinner!”

I freeze at the comment catching my brothers gaze.

he senses my reaction and laughs stiffly

” I mean you look great, seriously” i breathe a sigh of relief laughing to cover my awkwardness.

“thank you i decided to loose a few pounds and well it worked!”

they smile at me “well have a seat we’ll order and we can catch up!” Archie offers and i nod slipping into the booth opposite Betty Kevin and the other girl.

“you going to introduce me to your pretty friend?”

i ask glancing at Betty

“oh of course this is Veronica Lodge-”

“Ronnie works” she smiles at me

“im (y/n) Andrews im-” “Archie’s twin?”

i nod “obvious?” i mentally face palm “yeah the red hairs a bit of a giveaway” i nod my brother sliding into the seat next to me.

“so you’ve met my sister ronnie” she nods sipping her milkshake “I sure have, will you be going to school this semester”

i nod “i sure am, now both the crazy red headed twins will be attending Riverdale hey arch” i nudge my brother.

it falls silent at my comment and i shift uncomfortably

“oh my god- what did I say?” i glance around Veronica looking equally confused.

“what other twins” she askes confused

“the blossoms..” i finish

“(y/n) I thought I told you about Jason in the car” i furrow my eyebrows at him “I just came from the airport arch i was half asleep and jet lagged i don’t think I was really paying all too much attention to you” i laugh.

“god please don’t tell me their dead- i was going to ask Cheryl for my spot back on the vixens, I miss cheer the girls in Chicago were awful”

still silence

“Jesus will someone tell me what’s going on” my brother touches my shoulder gently

“Jason was killed a few months ago- it was the Fourth of July weekend-” i zone out my breathe catching in my throat.

this is why mum didn’t want me to return home, there’s a murder running around. everything makes sense now while it seemed so eerie when I first got back and how mum refused to let me contact anyone from back home including Archie the past month.

“wow” i exhale “i had no idea- but polly oh my god Betty your sister must be devastated” she nods inhaling sharply let i said something wrong.

I glance down to my food not feeling hungry at all “um arch can we go home im not feel so hot I think I need some rest before tomorrow”

he nods “of course” “ill see you guys tomorrow” i smile waving goodbye to my friends before following my brother out of Pops and into his truck

“you okay?” i nod my attention slipping away “yeah just a lot to process that’s all” he nods pulling out of the parking lot driving toward home.

and you couldn’t help but think something was off something was missing or maybe it wasn’t a something it was a someone

anonymous asked:

Pleaseee headcanons for dating Jason?? From the 2017 version? eeeekk I'm in love with him

Omg yes now I written for all of my boys yay! Ikr I’m love him too! I honestly love them all sm. I’m trash lmao

Originally posted by megaansje

•He’s the leader, so basically he feels responsible for like everyone on the team- especially you

•At first he didn’t want to start a relationship with you, because naturally if an enemy found out you would leverage 

•When you do finally get together, he. Is. So. Protective. 

     -If a guy even looks at you the wrong way he’s gathering the team, “its morphin time”

     - and you all have to talk him down, reminding him what Zordon said about not escalating fights or abusing your powers

•Oh man, on the battlefield this boy is deadly. If an enemy hurts you, they’re down in record time. Jason always tries to stay by your side, he couldn’t imagine not having you there with him. 

•He’s so worried about everyone, and you know the ‘leader’ mantle doesn’t help that. He’s soon becomes the mom friend™ of the rangers

     -legitimately he will call all of you to make sure you get home safely after a battle or if one of you gets drunk at a party he will personally drive them home and carry them up to their bed and stuff like that

•He has nightmares, about Rita or you or the others getting hurt 

     -So he calls you at random times, his breathing heavy and you just talk him through it, assuring that all of you are safe and that you love him

     -Sometimes he just calls because he wants to hear your voice 

•He is actually pretty mellow on the PDA, like hand-holding or arm draping but no intense make outs in public 

     -the only time he does is if another guy won’t leave you alone, and he kisses you just to show your taken

•He calls you these cheesy pet names and you high key love it

        -He calls you ‘baby’ too, but it’s mixed in with ‘love’, ‘gorgeous’, and ‘beautiful 

        -you always call him ‘captain’ jokingly (he would die if anyone found out but he thinks it’s super hot)

•His little sister totally adores you 

        -one time he walked in and you and her were having a tea party and he just knew you were the girl he was gonna marry 

•His whole family likes you actually, his mom is really happy he got a good girl and his dad even claps his back telling him he did good with you 

•The two of you always hold bike races through the City, but he mostly lets you win

•the whole team loves you together, and you haven’t been happier than when you’re with Jason and your friends. 

(Aw this was so cute. I hope you all enjoy! Love ya! Feel free to request more!)

Imagine being a member of the Supernatural cast and during a panel being asked about you and Brendon. (Part 2)

Originally posted by starshine-urie

Read Part 1 here!

What? Whoa whoa, wait a second! You are not going all Winchesters on my boyfriend!” you exclaimed and they only grinned as the entire crowd laughed.

You might have been joking when saying that to the boys but part of you was scared that they were going to go all over-protective brothers on you and literally scare the hell out of Brendon. Who, by the way, seemed to be over the moon now that the fans knew about the two of you and he could be as much affectionate as he wanted with you in public. Hence-

“B, please.” you giggled as he peppered your neck with kisses and tightened his hold on your waist from behind “We’re not really alone.” you giggled some more, fidgeting in his arms as you heard him chuckle.

“No, but we no longer have to hide anything. And now everybody needs to know that ‘Death of a Bachelor’ was actually for you.” he kissed your cheek and you chuckled.

“Oh really? And how are they going to know it? By seeing you literally all over me 24/7?” you turned in his arms and raised an eyebrow. Which was partially true because he would rarely let go of you, not that you complained, and even when you had a break from filming he’d surprise you and come visit you. Which was exactly where you were at the moment.

“By seeing my shower you with love, even on set.” he squeezed you “Time for everybody to know you’re mine.”

You scoffed, laughing “Possesive bastard.” you grinned and he did the same.

“But you love me.” he said cheesily but just as he was about to press his lips to yours-

“Hello Brendon!” Misha exclaimed, clapping the younger man on the shoulder as you both jumped.

“Hey B!” Jensen grinned, obviously mimicking you and you sent him a glare at which he only smiled even more.

“Brendon hey.” Jared was the only one to say a little more awkwardly as the other two men only seemed to beinterrupting for the fun of it.

Brendon sighed, sharing a look with you “Hey guys, long time no see?”

“It certainly is.” Jensen nodded his head as he pushed you aside and threw and arm over Brendon’s shoulder “But I guess you are to blame, seeing as you spend most of the time, well, making out with (Y/n).” you cleared your throat and gave Jensen a look which he ignored.

“No offence right?” Misha was the one to speak “I mean, of course you do much more but gosh-” he made a face as did Jensen “She’s like our sister, not something we’d have fun talking about.”

“Guys!” you shrieked feeling your face go hot but just as you looked at Jared for help, well, he seemed to join their side.

We may have let it slip once or twice but-” he chuckled before he went completely serious “You don’t really think we’d just let it be forever, you know that right?”

“Heck yeah.” Jensen nodded his head “We played nice for way too long and you know, it’s just not us!”

“Right, and you know we still haven’t talked about it.” he got on Brendon’s other side “You are treating her well, aren’t you? Because, you know I am not trying to intimidate you or something but-”

“Not all of the guns are fake around here.” Jensen completed his sentence and part of you wondered if they had this planned.

“Exactly” Misha nodded his head “And if, just saying, by any chance we find her crying you know- the angel blade I use is very much real, yeah? Just a heads up, no need to worry.” he grinned at him although Brendon’s eyebrows shot up.

“Yeah…” he trailed of breathing out a chuckle “Not worrying at all.” he shook his head “What the hell is wrong with you guys today huh?”

“Oh nothing.” Jensen shrugged “We just couldn’t help but notice how close you were to her today and-” he chuckled “-it’s funny how you always seem to be doing that and we kinda were thinking that it was time to let you know, oh well, the rules around here.”

“There are not many actually.” Misha grinned “Just one-”

“We get to say what happens or not around here.” Jared said matter of factly “And, don’t take it wrong but, making out with our kind-of-sister is not all that much allowed.”

“Really?” he chuckled, raising an eyebrow; because either he wanted to push his luck or he had no idea what was really coming out for him.

“Questioning it?” Jared raised an eyebrow “I think we really should have a long talk together, buddy.”

“Hell yeah, I really think there are a few things you need to hear.” Misha added.

“(Y/n), maybe you go practice your lines. Forget you even have a boyfriend for today… or the rest of the month, yeah?” Jensen grinned at you as they practically dragged Brendon away from you.

“Where… are they taking him?” Samantha blinked as she saw them walk away.

“Chuck help him, I have no idea.” you breathed out and her eyebrows shot up.

“Uhm yeah, you better call Dallon and- and tell him Brendon might be late for recording… for the next few months.” she cleared her throat as you seriously contemplated the idea.

I hope that Dennis comes back, expecting a warm welcome, and gets upset that everyone has moved on.

Charlie is panicking because the Waitress is stalking him. Dee is happy without Dennis, and she’s his goddamn sister. Frank is Frank, so there’s not much difference. Mac is dating a hot guy, and hell, maybe he’s part of the Gang now. They’re doing schemes; succeeding.

He’s been expecting some kind of admission of them missing him, and instead they’ve just moved on. They haven’t called, texted, emailed, wrote, or contacted him in any way since he left, and they don’t even seem to care now that he’s back.

He flips his shit on them, and decides to stay!

(Also, let’s be real here; do you really, honestly think he’s going to be able handle life with a normal woman and a child? What happens when he freaks out on their neighbour?)

Homecoming

Originally posted by inacatastrophicmind

Request: Charlie flirts with the sister reader and the boys get overprotective of the reader?

Pairing: Charlie x sister!reader

Word Count: 1,000ish

Warnings: language

A/N: So much big brother Winchesters going on…


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Not What He Expected-Part 5

This is an A/B/O AU

So here it is, my FIRST A/B/O series featuring Alpha! Dean/ Omega! Reader (not Destiel). I am still a Samgirl to the very core of my being, but I thought it would be fun to try something different for a change.

You meet Dean Winchester in a bar when he attempts to come to your rescue after a drunk Alpha tries to take advantage of you.  He quickly realizes you’re not what he expected.  You’re a very independent Omega who is used to speaking her mind.  He’s all Alpha, but there is just something about you, an attraction that makes him want to know more…….

Part 1 (All parts are linked)

Master List

Text messages are in bold.

*This chapter fills my “sunset watching” square on my @spnabobingo card

I spent the days until the weekend enduring constant comments and teasing from Cas and Jimmy. The bickering got so bad that Babi finally ordered them to leave me alone. Darcy came by to visit and the immediately filled her in on current events in my life.

“Sorry to hear about the divorce, Darce. Your Alpha is a dick. He doesn’t deserve you.” Jimmy and Darcy had dated in high school and we’d all been friends for years.

She smiled sadly. “Thanks, Jim! I just wish it didn’t take me so long to realize.” She turned her attention to me. “Where have you been? I haven’t heard much from you since that night at the bar.”

Jimmy and Cas exchanged a look. “That’s because she’s been too busy panting over that hot Alpha she’s seen seeing,” Cas told her gleefully.

“He’s okay if you like tall green-eyed Ken dolls,“ Jimmy said with a smirk.

“Wait a minute….” Darcy began, shooting me a look. “Is it that Alpha from the bar?”

“Maybe,” I said sheepishly. “His name is Dean.”

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"Oh so you're the camp counselor my sibling keeps raving about"

7/11/17
Dear Maya,
I’m having a great time at camp! It’s been only a day, but my cabin mates are so nice. We took the swim test and the pool is super awesome. I have two counselors, one is a girl named Missy who’s in my cabin with all the girls, and then there’s Lucas who’s in with the boys. And just between us, he’s realllyyy cute. Like, seriously. Not even a little. He’s full blown young Zac Efron level cute. Not for me of course, because I’m 8 and he’s 23. But you’re 22 and I could totally see you two dating. He’s awesome and he’s from Texas. You should talk to him when you come to pick me up from camp.
Love: your sister, Phoebe

7/17/17

Maya,
I made a friend! Her name is Emma and she is very nice. She has super long nails, and they’re real! She’s so cool, and she’s 10 so she’s older than me. And about Lucas, I asked him if he’s single (even though you said not to). He was nice about it, and he said he was! He’s perfect for you, Maya. I told him about you and he seemed interested. You should send me a photo of you so I can show him. I know you probably don’t want to, but please??? I’ll be sweet and put it by my bunk so that he just happens to see it. I won’t shove it in his face, I promise.
Hoping for a photo, Phoebe

7/20/17

Dearest sister,
Lucas saw the photo. He was all “wait is that your sister” and I was like “yeah” and I swear to god he blushed and smiled all cute. He’s just getting awesomer and awesomer as the days go by. He taught me how to make lanyards and I’m making one on my water bottle, but his is better than mine. That’s okay though, I’ll get better. He’s definitely my favorite counselor. I think he likes me too. And he’d definitely likey-like you. I showed Emma your picture and she says she totally “ships” you guys, which means she likes you as a couple. I agree with her. Turns out he’s been doing college at NYU! He was held back a year when he was little for some reason he won’t tell me, so he’s in your grade. Awesome, right? Parsons and NYU are pretty close. You could totally date him!
Okay, I’m done. Hope everything’s good. Tell mom I say hi.
-Phoebe

7/25/17

So I’m leaving tomorrow, which seems crazy. The two weeks went by super fast. They have this thing they do at this camp where by the end of the week, you ask any counselor to “tie your rag.” You pretty much make a goal and work hard to get to it and then a counselor you look up to ties a handkerchief around your neck as a sort of badge. I’m very proud of myself, I faced my fears and went on the big zip line that they have here. I asked Lucas to tie my rag. He’s the greatest. We’re great friends now, and I think I’m his favorite. We always talk when we’re walking around camp and I’ve told him loads about you. He says he’d like to meet you when you come, and I’m so excited! Don’t hate me for this, because it wasn’t my fault, but all the girls in my cabin saw your photo, and now they all want you to date Lucas. It kinda got around, and now everyone teases Lucas about it. He takes it well and laughs and stuff, but that might make it awkward when you meet. Sorry, I didn’t try to make this happen! My whole cabin just knows a cute couple when they see one! Anyways, I’m gonna go now. Can’t wait to see you and introduce you to Lucas tomorrow! I’m gonna miss him when I come home. (Unless you guys date. Then he could be like my big brother or something. That would be the coolest!)
Love, Phoebe :)

Maya chuckles as she finishes reading over the last letter that was sent to her by Camp Orkila from Phoebe. Her little sister always can make her smile, and she must admit she’s excited to see the little firecracker again today.

And Maya must admit, she’s curious about this Lucas guy. If he’s really as cute as Phoebe says he is, then Maya won’t refuse an introduction. Although she can’t help but feel a little embarrassed that Phoebe had the whole camp unit shipping her and this Lucas guy just from one photograph. So yeah, that’s a bit embarrassing, but at the same time it makes Maya more curious about him. What is it about the two of them that had twenty 8-11 year olds turned into huge “lucaya” fans? Maya feels like it was Phoebe’s loud and bubbly voice (something from Riley that had rubbed off on her) blabbering about how Lucas and Maya were perfect for each other.

But alas, Maya finds herself pulling into the grass parking lot in her rental car in the Texas summer camp. She had to take a flight from New York to get here, since her mom was too busy with work to come get Phoebe. So here Maya finds herself, in Texas for the weekend with her sister.

Maya steps out of the car and locks it’s doors, sighing to herself at the sudden Texas heat. She was glad she put on a shit-ton of sunscreen, for she knew her fair skin would soon be looking quite lobster-esque if she hadn’t. She feels beads of sweat start to form on the back of her neck, so she ties her messy blonde waves up in a high ponytail using the hair tie on her wrist.

She tightens the ponytail as she walks to tent with a banner that reads “pick up campers here”, seeing a huddle of kids with taller counselors getting them to participate in circle games and conversations.

Maya sees some girls crying and hugging about their departure, not including Phoebe not to her surprise. Phoebe isn’t exactly the crying, weepy emotional type.

She suddenly spots her little sister in a different place, sitting in the grass and weaving something attached to her water bottle concentratedly.

Maya smiles at Phoebe, her straight brunette locks falling into her eyes as she looks down at her water bottle attachment. Her brown hair was a trait that surprised everyone when she was born, a trait that she had gotten from Shawn’s side of the family. But she still had the same striking blue eyes as Maya did. Yet she got lucky with tanned skin, as opposed to Maya’s pale complexion.

Maya starts to walk over to her, but she slows a bit as she notices a boy sitting next to Phoebe, working on his own lanyard.

That must be Lucas.

Phoebe wasn’t lying when she had said that Lucas looked like a young Zac Efron, with his sea foam green eyes and his tousled dirty blonde hair. He had a sharp jawline and broad shoulders, his skin tanned from days at the summer camp.

Maya smiled slightly as he shares a laugh with Phoebe, the two seeming to share a connection.

Maya walks closer and sees Phoebe look up to her, a large smile spreading on her face.

“Maya!” She smiles, hopping up from her sitting position in the grass and engulfing Maya in a huge hug. Maya hugs back tightly, Phoebe almost the same height as her despite being eight years old.

“Hey, sister spaz. How was camp?” Maya beams at Phoebe, pulling away from the hug and tucking a brown lock behind her ear.

“Great! Did you get all my letters?” Phoebe says enthusiastically, folding her hands together with a huge smile.

“Oh, I did.” Maya says with a chuckle, glancing at Lucas who is now standing as well. Maya feels her cheeks flush as their eyes meet, pulling her stare away and putting it back on Phoebe. God, he was hot. He hasn’t even said a word and Maya already has butterflies in her stomach.

“Oh and Maya, this is Lucas, the best counselor ever.” Phoebe beams, pulling Maya by her hand so that she’s standing closer to Lucas.

“And Lucas, this is my sister Maya. Also known as the best sister ever, who is twenty-two and available and very pretty, if you haven’t noticed.” Phoebe says shamelessly like she always does. Maya feels her cheeks grow incredibly hot, Lucas’s face becoming adorned with a boyish smile.

“Nice to meet you, Maya.” He says with a Prince Charming-like smile, Maya’s stomach tightening further into its knot as she hears his deep, gravely yet kind voice. God, this guy is perfect. How the hell did Phoebe think Maya of all people had a chance with him?

And how the hell does he not have a girlfriend?

“And you,” Maya replies, trying to keep her usual sarcastic tone as a cover for how jittery he’s making her feel.

“So you’re from New York, huh?” Lucas smirks, and Maya notices his very slight southern drawl. She can’t help but find it attractive.

“Yeah, born and raised. I hear you’re from here in good ole Texas country, Sundance.” Maya attempts to cover her attraction with her usual name calling and teasing.

“Maya, be nice.” Phoebe huffs from her side, tugging on Maya’s hand.

“Fine. Sorry.” Maya chuckles, Lucas smiling down at Phoebe.

“It’s all good, Phoebe,” Lucas says to Phoebe, before looking up to Maya, “Sundance, that’s a new one. Props to you.” Lucas laughs, smiling down at Maya with a slight blush on his cheeks as well.

Maya notices the small crowd of giddy ten year olds watching them with wide eyes, the talk of the camp for the past two weeks finally standing in front of them.

“So I hear you’re going to NYU? Phoebe told me all about it in her letters.” Maya asks, making conversation.

“Yeah, I am. And you’re at Parsons?”

“I assume Phoebe had lots to say about me too?”

“Oh yeah.” Lucas says with a chuckle, Maya laughing slightly as well.

“She has quite the big mouth, this one..” Maya smirks, pulling Phoebe into a tight side-hug.

“Yeah. It was awesome having her here.” Lucas smiles at Phoebe again.

“She had a blast. Right Pheebs?”

“Totally. You’re my favorite, Lucas.” Phoebe smiles, and Lucas laughs.

“Just between us,” Lucas says, leaning in and whispering, “you’re my favorite too.”

Phoebe somehow beams even more at this, Lucas giving her a fist bump.

“Now can you please give Maya your number so we can hang out again? And also so you two can see each other again? Come on, I know you like each other. It’s like, all over your faces.” She says bluntly, Maya blushing intensely.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind getting together sometime, Maya. I get back from camp in August.” Lucas smiles, scratching the back of his back as excited squeals come from the group of ten year olds.

“Oh! I mean, sure!” Maya stammers, keeping her cool as her cheeks somehow turn redder, “uh, here. I have a pen. I’ll give you my number.”

“Oh, okay cool.” Lucas says with a big goofy grin on his face, Maya ripping a small slip of paper from her sketchbook in her purse and scribbling her number onto it before handing it to him.

“Alright cool, it was nice meeting you. And Phoebe,” Lucas turns to Phoebe and gives her a hug, “it was so awesome to hang out with you.”

“It won’t be the last time. Especially when you two start dating.” Phoebe smirks, Maya and Lucas both blushing, Maya chuckling nervously.

“Hopefully.” Lucas smiles at Maya, her stomach dropping as she looks into his sea foam gaze. He really is a ten.

“See you soon ish then.” Maya chuckles bashfully.

“Until then, blondie.”

CeCi Korea June 2017 Issue: Boys, be the ASTRO!

Summer’s coming and you’re making a comeback. What comes to your mind when I say ‘summer’?
Moonbin:
What comes to mind when you say ‘summer’ would be freedom? I want to light a bonfire at a campsite and spend an enjoyable time. My hometown’s in Cheongju so a lot of times I’d have fun like that when it’s summer.
JinJin: If you’re talking about summer, then of course it’s the sea. I used to enjoy fishing with my family when I was younger. The image of someone fishing paints itself like a memory.
Sanha: I’ve only been to a waterpark once since I was born but it was a lot of fun. I want to go again.
Eunwoo: The sun’s up longer during the summer. It makes me remember how it would still be sunny out even though school has ended and I’m playing soccer. My dad’s really been into hiking lately and I want to tag along too.
MJ: A weather where you have to avoid the sun!  Doesn’t it totally seem like a song title to you? I want to eat watermelon underneath a shady tree.
Rocky: Maybe because I’d sweat more than I usually do but diet is what comes to mind first. Rather than hitting the gym, I want to try a sport that I can enjoy doing so I’m thinking of starting swimming this summer.

Is dieting important even to male idols? Do you regulate your meals as well?
JinJin:
I usually dance intensely so I don’t see the need to purposely go on a diet. When we finish filming for our music videos, I would hear that I’ve unknowingly lost weight.
Moonbin: Before debuting, my diet meals were personally planned and I would have chicken breast and eggs in the mornings. If I’m busy, then it’s one apple. I would eat like that. We’ve decided that we’ll now manage our own selves.
Eunwoo: We don’t pay as much attention to it as girl groups. But even so, we would each put in some care when there’s an important filming and if the other seems like he’s gained weight then we would tell him.

Is there anything after debuting that you want to be better at or something that has attracted your interest?
Eunwoo:
I think I need to continue studying up foreign languages. When we perform overseas, I think it’s polite that we learn their trendy words, dances, etc.. Because we have to do even better.
Moonbin: Me too! And having stamina is more important that I thought. We were always overflowing with energy pre-debut so I didn’t think there was a need to worry about our stamina but as we continuously carried out promotions, I can feel that my stamina’s deteriorating.
JinJin: I’ve recently developed an interest in fashion. If previously I only stuck to the hip-hop style that I like, then now I’m finding ways to wear clothes that fit my body and physical frame.
MJ: I think managing my stamina and just generally taking care of myself is necessary. I try to eat some nutritional supplements too.
Rocky: Seeing as how I’m a rapper, I’ve been thinking lately about how I should read more books. There’s a limit to how much I can write just using my own experiences. I’m reading and not too long ago, I asked Eunwoo hyung to loan me one of his books. It’s a book called but I’ve yet to start on it.
Sanha: I’m relearning the basics of guitar (playing). I want to be better at it. I also want to show acoustic versions of our songs.

That reminds me, aren’t you having your first solo concert in July? Is there a stage that each of you are dreaming of?
MJ:
I want to put smile on the faces of fans who are coming to watch our concert. I’m thinking of having a stage with JinJin.
JinJin: I’m going to do it with you (laughs). After debuting, I don’t think I’ve had the chance to really show my rap so I want to show off a dark rap that matches with original hip-hop.
Rocky: I want to show off a dance stage that’s worthy of hearing comments like “legendary” and “the best”. We don’t have that kind of image yet.
Eunwoo: Shall I go home today and upload one? With a title that says “ASTRO’s Legend.”

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Broken Promise, Broken Heart (M) Part 1

Requested by the lovely @megandexoforlife <333 love you and hope your birthday was as amazing as you! FYI I almost gave this a bad ending because you didn’t specify but decided to be nice since it’s your birthday XD I hope you like it! I’m splitting it into 2 parts because it’s super longggg.


Genre: X Reader, fluff, angst, smut, technically a Neighbor!AU?, Friend!AU? IDK if this qualifies I’m not good with AUs what

Member(s): Jongin, Chanyeol

POV: 2nd Person

Warning(s): There is smut, people (pretty vanilla though?)!!! Also under-aged drinking, a weak attempt at a love triangle, anddddd that’s it???

Summary: You should never, ever go back on a promise. Even if it’s a weird promise to your drunk best friend… You shouldn’t.

Word Count: 6,688

Author: Ari (^///^) (@loser-dot-com)

Originally posted by kimwoobinseyebrows


Your eyes scanned the crowded hall, a smile lighting up your face when they caught sight of him leaning against his locker. Kim Jongin, your best friend. He grinned at you, lifting his hand in a wave as you approached him.

“Nini!” You cheered, wrapping your arms tightly around his large frame. “Happy birthday!”

He chuckled, the noise vibrating in your skull. “Y/N, loosen up a little, won’t you? I’d like to live to be older than 17,” he said teasingly.

You giggled, letting go of him. “Oh, whatever, Jongin,” you scoffed, crossing your arms and sticking out your bottom lip in a childish pout. “Drama queen. So, I’m coming over tonight, right?”

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“Kiss Me” Benny The Jet Imagine

Request: “ Can I request a Benny Rodriguez (the sandlot) imagine where you’re dating Benny and Smalls is your little sister and all the other guys think you’re really hot and they tease Benny when they see a hickey on your neck? Thanks love!!”

Word Count: 942

Warnings: None

A/N: I changed it up a bit. I hope you still like it!


The yelling of baseball terms filled my ears as I entered the sandlot to grab my brother, Scotty “Smalls”. He neglected to do some of his chores before leaving to go play baseball with all these dweebs. I scan the field until I spot my brother, my twin brother. He may be older than me by a minute and twelve seconds, but I’m a lot more mature and responsible compared to him. My eyes locked on my brother.

“SCOTTY!” I yelled at the top of my lungs

Everyone jumped and looked towards me, they stared like they’ve never seen a girl before. I’ve never been here when people were actually playing, and I’ve never met these kids before. They huddled together while I just stared at them and crossed my arms against my chest. They kept looking up at me, it was kind of creeping me out.

“MOM IS MAD AT YOU. IF YOU DON’T COME OVER NOW I WILL COME OVER THERE AND DRAG YOU MYSELF.” I yelled once again at the group of boys.

My brothers starts to jog toward me and I start heading towards home again.

“Why is mom mad at me?” He questioned as he tilted his head

“You forgot to put the dishes away, put the towels back, and grab your laundry.” 

We got to the house and Scotty wanted to say something but then continued to avoid the subject.

I was in bed in my pajamas reading a magazine when I heard a knock on my door.

“Who is it?”

“Scotty…”

“Come in.” I said as I sat up and put the magazine down.

He closed my door and pulled up a chair next to my bed.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“This is gonna be weird…” He said as he started trailing off.

“Just spit it out.”

“Me and the boys were talking.. actually, they were just asking me about you…’

“And…?”

“They think you’re hot…and they want you to come to the sandlot tomorrow…” He said as he started to rub the back of his neck.”

“Yeah….. I’ll come. But this was a very weird way of asking me.” I chuckled.

He left my room and I turned off my lamp and fell asleep.

*The next day*

We ate breakfast, did our chores, then headed to the sandlot. We talked about how all his friends thought I was hot.

“Did you explain that we’re twins?” I said as a chuckle escaped my lips.

“Nope, you called me over before I could even mention it.”

We laughed about this whole ordeal all the way to the sandlot. Everyone was already huddled up. Scotty made his way to his friends and I made my way to the sidelines. I watched their game as each of them tried their hardest to flirt and impress me.

Minutes and then hours went by. Eventually the baseball game came to an end and we all made our way to the best pizzeria in town.

They were all flirting with me the entire way there, except Benny. Come to think of it, he hasn’t said a word to me all day.

We ordered our pizza and the one vital question popped up.

“So, Y/N. How much older than Smalls are you?” Ham asked.

Scotty and I looked at each other and gulped.

“Actually…” I cleared my throat. “He’s older than me… by one minute and twelve seconds… Scotty and I are twins…”

Everyone’s jaws dropped, except Benny’s, he just clenched his jaw. Scotty and I shot each other a look that was worth more than a thousand words.

No one knew how to react. Everyone was confused.

Squints was the first one to break the silence.

“So, Y/N, how is hot babe like you the younger twin of a dweeb like that?”

This set off a whole conversation of being a twin that my brother and I were not expecting.

We ate delicious pizza and discussed love life, twin life, and summer plans.

The sun was just about to kiss the horizon and we all decided to go home. Benny and I stayed behind to clean up our stall a tad bit.

“You didn’t talk much, if at all today.” I said as we left the shop.

Still, nothing.

We made our way onto the stone bridge separating our part of town from main street.

I leaned against the rail of the bridge.

“What do I need to do get you to talk?’

“Kiss me.” He finally said.

“What?”

“Kiss me.”

I leaned in and our lips touched. My heart fluttered with content. New sensations danced around my body.

Benny’s lips trailed to my neck, eventually finding my sweet spot. 

After what seemed like hours, we talked about our life as we walked to our houses. He liked me and I liked him.

I went to bed one happy girl that night.

*Next day*

I woke up at noon. panicking until I remembered that my parents went on a lunch date and Scotty and his friends went to the pool.

I’m not much of a swimmer so I ate lunch and walked all the way down to the town pool.

I enter through the dressing room and I look at the mirror and see three hickies on my neck.

“Well damn…” I thought to myself.

I make my way to my brother and his friends and before I could even announce my presence, Squints made an announcement.

“Damn Y/N who sucked your neck?”

Both Benny and I blushed heavily and the boys started hollering and teasing us for what seemed like hours.

Man, this was going to be a long summer.


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dcnerd98  asked:

Hey can you write a (Ross)Reggie X reader where the reader is Archie's sister. Pretty please with a cherry on top

Originally posted by alinok

Posted: 04.05.2017

Paired: Reggie Mantle X Reader, Sister!Reader X Archie


“Are you sure they aren’t home?” Reggie asked kissing me on my neck. “Yes, I’m sure and they won’t be home until at least two hours!” I said and kissed him. We were both laying on the couch with him on top of me. Suddenly the door opened and Vegas came running towards us, “what is going on here?” dad yelled a little angry but really surprised and soon Archie came inside confused and in a hurry. “Dad, Archie! I can explain I ha- “I said before being interrupted by Archie “Reggie? What are you doing here?” he said sternly and Reggie looked at me before turning his gaze towards my dad and Archie. You could feel the thick awkward feeling. “Ohm. we’re kind of dating?” Reggie said more like a question. “dating?!?” both Archie and dad exclaimed.  “I should go” Reggie said before he grabbed his stuff and left. Dad looked at me before he left and said “that’s not my business” …

“When were you going to tell us Y/N Andrews?” Archie said a little mad. “you don’t understand!” I said but he continued talking “when Y/N? he isn’t someone you should be hanging out with. You know that.” Archie had this look on his face that I couldn’t recognize. Hurt? Sad? Anger? “when were you going to tell me? That you’re dating my enemy?!” he said frustrated “I don’t know okay? This wasn’t how you were supposed to find out” I said while walking up the stairs with Vegas following me “he will hurt you Y/N!” he said. “no, he won’t” I told him and slammed my door. I heard him screaming “this conversation isn’t over Y/N! and you are not allowed to date him Y/N”.  “Oh Vegas! How I really love you right now!” I said while scratching his head and hugging him.

The next few days I was still mad at Archie, and dad, he didn’t seem to care so much. But I still want them to accept him. I still hadn’t managed to talk to Reggie yet. I found Cheryl changing into her cheerleading uniform in the locker room. “hey Cheryl” I said politely to her, “is there anything you need Y/N?” she said a little too harshly. “Panties got you in a twist? I’m not in the mood for a fight, Cheryl. I just want to talk to somebody.” I told her, she softened her look “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t sleep last night” she sighed. “What’s wrong?” she said. “Dad and Archie found out about Reggie and I…” I told her and continued how Archie got really angry and basically forbid me for dating Reggie and stuff and to where we were right now. Not on speaking terms. “Did he really get mad? Come on, you guys are twins and you both can’t be mad forever.” She said “I know and I kind of miss him. It’s been days since we’ve talked though. I guess I am still mad at him for not at least making an effort talking to me or Reggie. I just wish he could be a little more understandable.” I said to Cheryl “Just give him some time Y/N. he’ll come around” she told me and I nodded

As we walked pass the boy’s locker room and we heard the team and Reggie talking really loud, but he wouldn’t stop talking and that made me laugh a little. I grabbed Cheryl’s arm and pulled her to the door “Ouch what are you doing?” she winced and I hushed her. She listened closely and we both heard Reggie talking to someone. I could see through the little crack that Reggie was talking  to Archie, but his back was facing us, so i could only see Archie and he was really sweaty “damn what a hot piece of goodness Mr. Andrews” Cheryl said while licking her lips “Gross, that’s my brother you are talking about” I said disgusted. He had a weird expression on his face…

“Ohm… hey Andrews! I’m sorry about your hand. I didn’t mean to be so harsh out there. And I’m sorry we didn’t tell you guys. I just didn’t exactly know what you guys would think of me. I just really really like your sister and I think I have fallen in love with her. I do. I love her. I love Y/N. If you don’t want me to date her because you are her brother, then I understand that completely but I want you to know that I love her and wouldn’t do anything to hurt her.” Reggie finished. He loves me? I smiled at his confession. I heard muffled voices but I could hear that Archie agreed and Reggie promised not to hurt me.

I walked in the front door and heard lots of laughter. “Reggie? What are you doing here?” I asked confused as I saw dad, Archie and Reggie talking and laughing. “oh hey!” Reggie said while he walked up to me and gave me a peck on the cheek. I had no clue on what was going on. “they are okay between us!” Reggie whispered in my ear. “What’s going on?” I asked the boys. Dad and Archie smiled and said nothing, my face expression had a mix of confusion and mysterious look. I wondered what they talked about. Reggie put his arm around me and I smiled up to him. Thank you, I mouthed to dad and Archie. Dad nodded and smile back. Archie gave me an awkward smile.

missgrantscheerleader  asked:

Supercat canon divergence. Cat Grant barista Au. Please and spanx.

You and @reginalovesemma are in so much trouble. Again.


Originally posted by chopchopmissgrant

On AO3 if you prefer. 

Kara has idle daydreams about when she’ll hear from Cat. She envisions personalized stationery all the way from the Orient Express, or a knowing postcard from Paris. In darker hours, those 3am-can’t-sleep-for-missing-her hours, Kara worries the first communication she’ll have from Cat is a scream, or  a stutter in her heartbeat. 

Instead, it’s a messengered note written on a napkin from a Bulletproof Coffee store. Cat couldn’t find the time to open her email, or the money to buy actual writing paper, but she took the time to scribble an address and FedEx the damn thing to Kara’s office at CatCo. So almost exactly the level of drama Kara has been pining for these past few months. It isn’t even signed, relying on Kara to recognise that impatient handwriting with its tight loops and jagged lines.

Since there’s no detail, Kara doesn’t waste time or money on the façade of looking up the nearest airport and booking commercial flights. She looks, just in case, but the number of changes suggest Cat is truly in the middle of nowhere, USA. If there’s a spa resort there, it’s so exclusive that the internet doesn’t contain so much as a whisper of its existence. 

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Lifeguard!AU that doesn’t go how Lance expected

“Pidge, Pidge, listen to me. I need you to pretend to drown.”

Pidge spat out her mouthful of lemonade in a spray that only barely missed Lance’s face.

“What the fuck?” she spluttered.

Lance pulled his sunglasses off the top of his head to check them for lemonade splatter before replacing them and tousling his hair over them.

“I need you to pretend to drown.”

Hunk looked 110% skeptical of Lance’s ingenuity and Lance would be insulted but he’s still too busy ogling the hot lifeguard across the pool from the corner of his eye.

“Lance, I really don’t think that’s a safe–”

“Trust me, big guy, this plan is perfect. Pidge will go in and pretend to drown and shit, then I’m gonna jump in like a fucking hero and drag her out. Then I’ll put her on the deck and be all “everyone clear out! Give her some space!” and hot lifeguard dude will be so impressed with the speed of my response and he will definitely fall in love with me.”

“You want my sister to risk her life to be your inanimate wing-person?” Matt said incredulously.

“Well, I mean, she’s gonna be totally safe. I’m the–”

“–closest that Cuba’s ever gotten to a Michael Phelps, yeah, we’ve heard this before, McClain-the-almost-Olympian.” Lance pouted as Matt cut him off to finish his statement. “Okay, so it’s not like my sister’s life is in real jeopardy, fish man, but I still don’t like even the possibility of getting her in harm’s way, so I’ll be your wing–er, fin-person.”

Lance’s eyebrows flew up into his hairline.

“Oh my God, man, you’d do that for me?!”

“Well, no. I’d do it for Pidge, because I know you’d somehow guilt or challenge her into actually going along with your crap.”

Lance dragged Matt into the best rendition of a bone-crushing Hunk-hug he possibly could. The elder Holt let out a breathless “oof!”.

“Just so we’re clear, I’m not a fish man–no gills, just skills!”

Matt laughed and cuffed Lance in the shoulder.

“Sure, buddy.“


Yeah, that totally did not go according to plan. Instead of the heroic rescue Lance was envisioning (which would have been a million times easier if it had been Pidge’s tiny frame rather than Matt’s much taller and considerably bulkier one), somehow Matt’s overly-convincing flailing limbs (didn’t he know that drowning people were usually a lot more… still?) managed to catch Lance across the face, stunning him long enough to send him under. Normally Lance could shake it off and get back up for air, but in the panic Matt’s scene was causing, there were a bunch of pool patrons rapidly trying to flee the scene. Lance ended up getting buffeted by legs and arms of all shapes and sizes, and started to get seriously concerned he wasn’t gonna be able to come up for air. Finally, his vision started to blur as his lungs burned for oxygen and an arm curled around his chest, this time guiding him toward the air rather than further underwater.

As soon as his head broke the surface Lance coughed and choked on a massive gulp of air, his air-starved brain too addled to prioritize between clearing out the water or sucking in the precious, precious oxygen. He ended up inhaling about two-thirds water with that breath and couldn’t seem to cough it back out.

Next thing he knew, he was being lain out on the rough concrete of the pool deck and there were hands poised over his breastbone–

“WAIT! KEITH, STOP!”

The hands paused and Lance blinked rapidly, trying to clear the dark spots from his vision. He looked up at his savior, and holy fucking shit, hot lifeguard dude was fucking gorgeous. And wet. And currently touching Lance’s bare chest over his hammering heart.

“The guy’s breathing, I think he’s just shocked. He’s got a pulse, he’s gonna be okay.”

Whoa, hot lifeguard dude’s friend, buff lifeguard dude, was also pretty hot. And super buff.

“Oh God, Shiro, he started choking once I got him out of the water, then went limp and unresponsive–”

“Hey, hey, I know, it’s okay.” Buff lifeguard dude’s hands closed over hot lifeguard dude’s wrists to help him stop his hands from shaking. Lance decided breathing would be a good thing to get the hang of right at that moment.

He coughed and hacked violently for a bit until he finally took in his surroundings. Matt was sitting not far from him, also dripping wet and looking mildly horrified but otherwise fine. Pidge was at her brother’s side, white as a ghost. Hunk was hovering behind them, wide, terrified eyes on Lance.

Both hot lifeguard dude and buff lifeguard dude were staring at him too.

Lance realized he should say something smooth and intelligent.

“Wow, dickwad, you didn’t even do a pulse check before attempting to break my fucking ribs?”

Ah, yes. Lance was the epitome of suave and charming.

Hot lifeguard dude went red–from rage or embarrassment, Lance had no idea.

“I just saved your life!” he exclaimed, gesticulating wildly. Buff lifeguard dude had to back off a few inches to avoid getting socked in the face. “I mean, you were unresponsive for thirty seconds, I figured you needed chest compressions just like any other unconscious choking person!”

Oh, right, he was technically choking on water.

“Yeah, well maybe I just wanted some mouth-to-mouth, okay?” he retorted.

Wait. Shit.

Hot lifeguard dude was red before, but now he was… really red.

Lance fumbled to sit up properly as they guy finally said, “But… that’s not… how CPR works? We start with chest compress–”

“I’m a paramedic, I know how fucking CPR works,” Lance interrupted. Hot lifeguard dude’s mouth clicked shut. He was really fucking cute, dammit. “I also know your ass looks amazing in those red trunks and I’d love for you to show me how that works.”

If Lance didn’t know better about human physiology, he would’ve assumed hot lifeguard dude was a few seconds away from spontaneously bursting into flames. The guy scrambled back a few inches, seemingly desperate to put a bit of space between them.

Okay, ouch, he didn’t mean to cause that much anxiety or anything.

“Hey, hey, no need to be a flustered mess. We can try this again.” He scooted forward a bit, watching hot lifeguard dude’s reactions very carefully. Dark indigo ink eyes tracked his advance warily, but he didn’t move any further back.

“Hi, I’m Lance. Wanna grab dinner with me and then watch Netflix in our jammies?”

“I’m Keith,” hot lifeguard dude said gruffly, thrusting out his hand. Lance shook it. They were both still wet from the whole nearly-dying-in-the-pool thing.

“Also… uh, that sounds… nice?”

Lance just laughed and let hot lifeg–Keith help him to his feet.


“I cannot believe that actually ended up fucking working,” Pidge said in awe.

Hunk shrugged, “Well, that’s Lance for you. Paramedic by day, and sometimes night, or whatever comes in between, and future Olympian in his spare time.”

Matt rolled his eyes from where he was sitting on one of the pool benches, toweling his hair dry-ish. “Yeah, so no one cares that I almost drowned?”

Just then, buff lifeguard dude (because seriously, this guy was fucking ripped) put a hand on Matt’s shoulder and Matt jumped nearly three feet into the air with a squeaky shriek.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that!” he yelled.

Buff lifeguard dude somehow looked bashful despite his buffness.

“Sorry, I just… I figured you need to get checked out properly, after all that.“

Matt’s eyes narrowed and he waggled his eyebrows in a weirdly Lance-like fashion that scared the shit out of Pidge. “So you’re saying you’re coming over here to check me out?”

Buff lifeguard dude looked stricken before he honest-to-God blushed.

“I’m Shiro,” he said, endearingly awkward as he extended his hand for Matt to shake.

“Matt.”

“What the fuck,” Pidge said.


I couldn’t resist throwing in the Shatt… hahahaha

Happy Lance Month! Working another 26h shift tomorrow so probably won’t be posting anything. Hopefully I’ll have another little ficlet written on Sunday. Feel free to send me prompts, feedback, suggestions, or comments! :)

What it’s Like to Be Asexual

About the flag

The asexual flag was created in 2010 as part of an AVEN competition. The black represents asexuality, they grey represents demisexuality, the white represents non-asexual allies and partners, and the purple represents community.

What does asexual mean?

Being asexual means that I don’t experience sexual attraction at all.

Myths and Misconceptions:

  • People think that we are like plants…no, no we’re not. We are still human, we just don’t feel sexual attraction.
  • I’ve been told that because I’m asexual I can’t find people pretty. Aesthetic attraction is a different thing from sexual attraction. You think that cat is pretty, does that mean you want to have sex with it?
  • People often think/confuse us for robots, being repressed, being scared of everything, being sad and lonely, needing to be fixed.
  • Some people say that Aces are straight. Aces are not straight. I am not straight. At all. In any way, shape, or form. Heteroromantic Aces are not straight. Anyone on the asexual spectrum is not straight. Please remember this next time you talk to an Ace.
  • Not every Ace is Aro, not every Aro is Ace.

What is it like to be asexual?

  • It’s mostly confusing. I get crushes on people but I can never figure out what the crush feeling MEANS. Like, do I wanna date this person? Get to know them better? Draw them? Ruffle their hair? Awkwardly smile at them and never talk? Am I even capable of having a relationship? Is that even what I WANT from this situation? Being ace but not aro is definitely a can of complex emotional worms..
  • Being in school and hearing two of your female classmates tell a boy “we’re all looking at your butt!” and getting confused because you didn’t look at his butt for a second even though he was wearing really tight shorts.
  • I don’t find people hot/sexy/attractive. I find people pretty, but not attractive if that makes any sense. For example, I think my little sister is pretty, I think my friends are pretty, but I don’t think they’re sexy or attractive. My friend will send me a picture of a guy shirtless and go on and on about how hot he is and I just don’t see it.  
  • I don’t experience sexual attraction (don’t think anyone is “hot” in the conventional sense.) Don’t want people in my nether-regions, don’t want to be in other people’s nether regions. My orientation is very personal, and is not all universal (every ace is different). Being Ace means being confused by other people’s actions all the time. Are they flirting with each other or objectifying each other? Is a question I have trouble answering because I don’t experience sexual attraction. Note: Asexuality can be influenced by past experiences or neurodivergence, as well as not. They are still valid. At any rate, it’s none of your business unless the individual in question feels you should know. Also, fluidity is a thing. The first time I came out, it was to my mom. Coming out got easier as I did it more. I’m out to most of my friends, but not all of my family or church. I am not repressed. If I wanted sex, I’d get it. I’m just not remotely interested and honestly kind of bored by the whole idea. My aromanticism and my asexuality are not linked to each other. They are two separate identities which coexist. When you come out, you’re gonna have to give people vocabulary lessons, so prepare yourself for that. You don’t have to come out of course. I’m lucky enough to have friends who understand and care enough to learn stuff about me.
  • I’m a sex-repulsed asexual. Some aces are sex repulsed and others aren’t. There are also aces that have sex and some that don’t, all asexuality really means is that you don’t experience sexual attraction, which I describe as “seeing hotness” when people ask. My sex repulsion (which is on the more intense side) feels like three big eels in my body, one in my spine and two in my gut. When a certain line is crossed in sexual images being too graphic or the sexual ideas contained in anything just gets too vivid, I get this immediate fight-or-flight response. I just need to get away. I also feel queasy and I have a bunch of adrenaline in my system. I’ve slowly gained a bit more of a tolerance as I get older, but when my mom tried to give me the talk in late middle school (then again a year or so later) I just ran away and locked myself in my room. I almost puked. Now that I’m in college, I had to leave the classroom when we watched part of a documentary on pornography, and I could barely handle the discussion when I was in the room. But again, my experience of this is pretty intense and some asexuals aren’t even sex-repulsed.
  • What it’s like being asexual
    • Being told by parents that I must have a hormonal imbalance
    • Being told it must be a result of trauma or heartbreak
    • Having guys say they’ll “fix” me
    • Being told I can’t be ace because I can’t make sex jokes (that’s what she said and the like)
    • Being guilted into sexual situations by my ex girlfriend
    • “You’ll understand when you’re older”
    • Random uncomfortable nsfw things on tumblr
    • Being the only virgin that doesn’t constantly complain about being a virgin (the more light-hearted aspects)
    • Starting sentences with “my asexual ass”
    • Not getting jokes that include clicking on nsfw things because I didn’t click
    • “F*** you” “I’m ace you’re out of luck” “I’m also ace you turnip”
    • Yelling “age of consent” when sexual things happen in movies
    • “Sex is hilarious that doesn’t mean I want to do it”

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@godofhipsbeefollower

@dinosaurrainbowstarfish

@trafficsafetyunicorn

@smalltownstudyblr

@peanutbutterbananasmoothie

He’s Not Good For You

This was requested by @snapplejuice 

You have been dating Curly Shepard for around 3 months. Even though he is stupid sometimes, he’s actually pretty sweet. He goes to jail pretty often. Today is the day he was being released from a month’s sentence (he’s being let out early) It’s only been two weeks, but you’re excited to see him. He told you to wait by the lamp post, the one close to the Dingo. You’re bouncing on your feet in anticipation.

You see him walking down the street and you  take off down the street. As soon as you’re close enough to him, you jump into his arms.

“I missed this,” he says with a slight laugh. He sets you back onto the ground smoothly.

“I missed you,” you whisper into his shoulder. He gently runs his hands over your hair and down your arms.

“Come on,” Curly says, taking your hand in his, “I want some decent food.” He ushers you inside the Dingo.


After lunch, Curly took you outside, but not after attempting to dine and dash. You paid the bill and he dragged you outside. While holding his hand in yours, for a split second, you thought he was taking you on a walk. But he pulls you around to the side of the building.

“Curly….I’m not gonna help you steal after that woman almost caught you—” you begin to say but his lips cut you off abruptly. He kisses you passionately and rough. Curly pulls back slightly.

He smiles a toothy grin and sighs. “I’ve been wanting to do that since the cops said I was under arrest.” You think back to that night. When the cops came while you were both sleeping in his bed. He wasn’t able to kiss you goodbye that night.

“Then don’t stop,” you tell him. His lips graze against yours. This time, he’s more gentle and sweet, caressing your lips into a soft kiss.

“Hey, Curly glad to see you’re outta—(Y/N) Curtis!” Suddenly, Curly is ripped away from you. You turn to see none other than Steve Randle holding your boyfriend by the collar. Curly’s hands are covering his face and Steve’s knuckles look torn. 

Feeling slow and unable to move, you shout, “Steve stop!”

“(Y/N) what the hell was that?”

You dash over to them. “What are you doing here?”

Steve huffs out a breath. “I believe I asked you a question first.”

“You’re not stupid, Randle. You know what that was.”

“Why—”

You interrupt him. “Your turn. What are you doing here?”

Steve rolls his eyes and drops Curly from his clutches. Not two seconds later, Curly is behind you, his hands around your waist. “I was getting lunch,” His eyes side to Curly. “Why were you all over this idiot?”

“Again, Steve. You’re not stupid….” He gives you a look. “We’re uhhh”

“We’re dating,” Curly blurts.

Steve goes stiff. “How long has this been going on? Wait. Is he the reason you’re never around anymore?”

“I haven’t been around because I do have other friends besides the guys in my brothers’ gang.”

“You’re seriously dating that? Come on (Y/N). You’re better than this. You’re my best buddy’s hot younger sister.”

You almost roll your eyes, but you think better of it. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

He sighs. “Fine. I won’t say a word. But if you want to do anything with him,” He jabs a thumb at Curly. “You have to tell your brothers you’re dating him. That’s my deal.”

You look at Curly. He nods and looks down, “Deal.” You stick out your hand and Steve shakes it.


Tonight, everyone is hanging around at your home. All the guys are over and Pony suggested that it’s movie night. While, yes, you’d love to sit and relax with a movie, you haven’t seen your boyfriend in a week. Steve’s told you that he;s fine, but you want to see him.

After Steve left that day, you and Curly had kissed and you suggested that you could see each other in secret.

“(Y/N)…Are you embarrassed of me? Is that the problem?”

You couldn’t stop thinking of that question. Of course, you’re not embarrassed of him. He’s just not the guy that you know everyone would approve of.

“Aww Ponyboy has a crush!” Soda squeals.

Pony’s cheeks are bright red and before your little brother does anything, you already know what he’s going to do. “(Y/N), you got a crush on anyone?”

Then Steve with his loud mouth shouts from across the room, “She better have a crush on that boyfriend of hers.” From the kitchen you hear a pan drop. Darry. And all the other boys are looking at you.

EDIT: Meant to tag @robinine-blog because we had an awesome discussion on Mickey Mouse not wanting kids, and being happily married to Minnie Mouse, who is also fine with not having kids.

If Mickey and Minnie existed in DTverse, which I find ridiculous Disney won’t allow, I’d say they’d be childfree. Childfree af.

They’d be married, of course. Walt did say he thought of them as married, so I’d say let them married for once, and let them be happy as a childfree married couple.

There are no infertility problems. No miscarriages. They just don’t want kids.

Minnie and Daisy dated in college. They’re totally amicable exes/best friends, because strangely, it can happen. 

Mickey has his nephews from his sister, Morty and Ferdie Fieldmouse. He also has over ten nieces and nephews from his half-brother Oswald and his wife Ortensia

Mickey’s dad had a previous relationship with a rabbit years ago. His relationship with his half-brother is tenuous at best; Mickey was the “favorite.”

So Mickey has babysat those nieces and nephews and just decided, “Hot diggity dawg, I don’t think parenting is for me,” and he meant it. He did not want kids, and he’s literally one of the nicest guys ever but can’t really deal with children.

He’s awkward around children. He doesn’t feel comfortable around them. Doesn’t know what to do with these little beings that are 100% dependent on you until they turn 18…legally, because parenting ends much later than that.

Minnie has her nieces Millie and Melody, and she loves them. She does. She’s actually great with children. Another sweetest person to ever walk on this Earth.

But she has known for a long time she preferred not to have kids.

She is a family mouse in that she’s close to her family (Mom, Dad, siblings, grandparents, and etc.), but she can live with or without kids. Loves her Mickey.

They have the relationship everyone wants. I’m sure lots of folks are jealous of them.

They realized what works with them, and maybe, it is selfish…they don’t want to change their lifestyles. They love their lives and each other as they are. Why mix it up with kids?

So like Donald and Goofy are parents (good ones at that), and Mickey is the only one who’s married and doesn’t have kids. All of their other friends/family wonder when they’re going to have kids, and Donald and Goofy are like, “Naaaah, Mick doesn’t like kids.”

“How, he’s Mickey Mouse!”

Donald’s like, “Nope. He nearly had a panic attack when he babysat the boys. First and last time. Not gonna go through that again.”

“Yep, he couldn’t touch Max when he pooped his diaper.” Goofy chuckles, “He changed him of course, but he was the one crying when I got back! Max gave him his old stuff bear to calm him down.”

On a side note, Daisy doesn’t wants kids. She never wanted them, but she can’t biologically have them either. It happened in her mid-twenties, and I don’t want to get into it because it may fall into medicine drama. But she was pretty relieved about having it done…like, now, she really won’t have kids. 

The problem came in that she didn’t have any family members to talk to about the actual surgery; she wasn’t glad that she needed surgery. She handled the surgery recovery on her own. 

😊#Yougotstoodup (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: The reader is a famous youtuber herself and does a collab video with the twins where she  does their makeup and the twins ask questions. One of the questions is ‘Who is your secret crush?’ And Gray claims he doesn’t have one, but E outs him and says that Gray has been crushing on her since they met at a meet up. He asks her out on a date, but he doesn’t show and she gets mad but he ends up making up for it. 

Warnings: None

A/N: Y/R/N- Your roommates name. Sorry this took awhile to post, I just finished with my finals, but now I’m home and I’m excited to work on the Ethan series next week! Thanks for reading you guys! ALSO: If you’re the anon that requested the wedding with Gray, I got your request, but I’m thinking of another mini series with it :) will be posted after my E mini series!

Originally posted by thedolangifs

“Ethan hold still.” You said as you were trying to apply eyeliner to Ethan’s eyelid.

“Ow shit Y/N that hurts.” He groans as he pulls away from you. “Gray what’s the next question?” Ethan asks as tears started to well up in his eyes.

“Okay okay how did we meet Y/N?” Grayson asks which catches my interest.

“That’s easy. We met at Playlist last year. Ethan thought my sister was hot so he tried to do some sort of dumb pick up line which he got shut down real quick.” I laughed with Grayson as I tried to fix Ethan’s wing. “What’s the next question?” I asked leaning against Grayson looking at his phone. “Who is your celebrity crush? Oh that’s easy! Mine is Ryan Gosling! The Notebook is by far my favorite movie.” I said applying blush to Ethan’s cheek.

“Okay can you paint Grayson’s face now. I’m done.” Ethan whined which sent me into a fit of laughter. I turn around to face Grayson who was hiding his face from me. “My celebrity crush is Nicki Minaj. I mean have you looked at her? Like yes please?” Ethan laughs.

“It’s not like you have a chance with her. She’s a Goddess and you? You’re just some kid online. Why would you go for Edward when you could have Jacob?” Grayson laughs which Ethan just scoffs.

“Some people are team Edward.” Ethan argues as he crosses his arms.

“Gosh I love Nicki Minaj! I would be team Edward. I get what you mean.” I giggled as I applied some foundation to Grayson’s cheek. “Who is your crush G? I feel you’re an Ariana Grande kind of guy.” I laughed which sent Grayson to roll his eyes. I started using my beauty blender to blend the foundation in.

“I don’t really have a celebrity crush at the moment.” He says looking away from Ethan and I. Ethan busts out laughing.

“Okay Y/N he’s lying to you. You’re actually his crush tbh.” Ethan says which Grayson snaps his head our direction.

“Ethan! That was a secret!” Grayson groaned which caused me to start laughing. Ethan was still laughing. “And we’re still on camera oh my God!” Grayson stands up and walks away from us as he runs his fingers through his hair.

“Gray calm down.” I said trying to be as calm as possible.

“Yeah that’s what you get for saying I have no chance with Nicki. She might actually like me unlike Y/N. She followed me on instagram remember?” Ethan gloats at which Grayson just groaned.

“Hey hey hey now. No one ever said I didn’t like Grayson back.” I giggled which Grayson snaps his head towards me.

“What?” I heard Ethan ask completely confused.

“Yeah what?” Grayson asked smiling. I chuckled and looked to the camera.

“I’d rather not–” Grayson immediately caught onto what I was about to say and he rushed to turn the camera off.

“So what you’re saying is if I asked you out on a date you wouldn’t say no?” Grayson’s smile grew which made me start to laugh.

“Yes Grayson I would love to go on a date with you.” I answered which his smile lit up. Ethan’s mouth was left agape in shock. “Now come on let me finish the rest of your face.” I called Grayson back over as we asked and answered a few more questions before the boys did the outro. I stood up and I dusted myself off. I started to pack my make up tools as I handed the boys make up wipes.

“Hey Y/N?” Grayson asks and I turned around. He started wiping off his face which I helped him a little bit since he was struggling with the eyeliner. “So would you be up for a date tonight? If it’s too soon I understand.” Grayson closes his mouth so I can wipe the lip stain off.

“Yeah tonight is good. I have to go to the store first with my roommate, but let’s say seven?” I asked and Grayson nodded.

“Yeah seven sounds great. Yeah seven.” He repeats which has me laughing. I checked my phone to see the time.

“It’s almost three. I’m gonna go get ready. Where do you wanna meet up tonight? How does Olive Garden sound?” I asked grabbing my makeup bag and phone charger.

“Olive Garden sounds great! I’ll see you at seven.” Grayson says giving me a wave goodbye as I step in my car and drive back to my apartment.

***

I decided to wear a light gray jacket with a white beanie, blue skin tight jeans and knee high brown boots. I lightly contoured my face and painted my lips a rose pink. I texted Gray letting him know I was on my way to the restaurant and I even tweeted out to my fans.

@Your_username: Hey I’m going to Olive Garden with @Graysondolan make sure to come say hi :)

I started my car and I drove down the highway. I finally pull up and I see the restaurant is slightly packed for a Thursday night. I walked inside and immediately fans recognized me. I took a few pictures and signed a few things before I checked my phone. Still I had no text from Grayson. I sat down at a booth and I ordered a limeade and I texted Grayson again.

Me: Hey Gray I’m here :) I just ordered my drink and I’m kinda in the middle of the restaurant in a booth! I’ll see you soon.

After about 15 minutes I ordered my food and I still waited. I even texted Ethan asking him where Gray was and I still waiting for a text from him too. After thirty minutes I decided I would order my food and soon I got my order and even a complimentary dessert. I had obviously been stood up and to see #Y/Ngotstoodup was not helping the situation. I decided to take my anger to twitter.

@Your_username: I see #Y/Ngotstoodup trending and I felt I should come out and let all the ladies know @Graysondolan isn’t the one up for dates :)

I drove home and I was super pissed the entire time. My phone was blowing up with all sorts of replies and retweets. I was so agitated that Grayson acted all excited and then he didn’t even show up for the date. I get home and I see Ethan in my apartment. “Ethan what the hell? I tried texting you!” I shouted as my roommate walked out of the kitchen.

“Y/N now I know you’re probably wondering where Grayson is.” Ethan stands up trying to calm me down.

“Yeah I fucking am! Do you know how stupid I looked at the restaurant all by myself? Even after tweeting about Grayson going to be there? I mean seriously what the hell?” I was so furious right now.

“I know you’re upset, but just go to our apartment. I’m sure Gray can explain everything.” Ethan explains but I pushed him away.

“No I don’t–” Y/R/N interrupted me.

“Y/N could you stop being a drama guru for thirty minutes and go to the boy’s apartment and figure out why the hell he stood you up!” She sasses as she drinks some wine. Ethan and I look at her very confused at her outburst. “Look I’ve had a rough day and to hear you and Gray are finally going out on a date, my heart swelled for you! Then to hear he stood you up?” She sips her wine.

“Alright Alright I’ll go.” I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door. I drove to his apartment when I noticed a certain tweet.

@Graysondolan: I’m so sorry @Your_username. But I plan to make it up to you :)

I knocked four times hard. “Grayson! Open the door!” I shouted as I pounded again. I was irritated. I didn’t even want the twins to post the video of me in it at the moment. I was so angry. “Grayson!” Finally the door opened revealing Grayson, but before I could say anything I smelled the zesty aroma of chicken parmesan. “What is that smell?” I asked as I pushed past Gray when I saw the kitchen. There was a bouquet of flowers on the kitchen table, two plates, cherry cheese cake on the counter, and a smiling Grayson. “What the?”

“I’m sorry for standing you up Y/N. I was just so nervous to actually go out with you. Like you’re just so gorgeous and I’m just me. I film funny videos while you do makeup tutorials and meet plenty of guys all over. I guess I just got a little worried you wouldn’t want to see me again or even talk to me.” Grayson looked towards the kitchen. “Then I decided it wasn’t fair for me to just not show up and give not give you a date. So I decided to cook you one of your favorites, chicken parmesan with cherry cheese cake and fresh squeezed limeade.” I was in shock. All the anger and bitterness I felt earlier just seemed to melt away.

“Grayson…” This was the nicest thing anyone has done for me. I was completely speechless. “I–”

“Come on. Let’s eat.” Grayson says and I smile. “Let’s give this date one more shot.” He takes my hand and leads me to the table. We had a really nice dinner. Grayson told me about his awkwardness with girls and why he’s so cute and I told him about my career and about how I felt about him. I told him he was pretty cool even if he did stand me up. I didn’t care anymore. He was honestly such a great guy and I was excited for more dates with him.

After we finished our dinner and dessert I decided it was pretty late and I needed to go home. I didn’t want to leave, but I knew I would see him again real soon. “Dinner was amazing Grayson. Now I’m going to go sleep off my food coma since I’ve had two dinners tonight, but I had an amazing time tonight. Even if you did stand me up.” I chuckled and he just rolled his eyes.

“Well thanks for coming over, and I’m sure I can make it up to you.” He says with a smile which I giggled.

“Really now? How do you plan to do that?” I asked as he walked me out to my car. I then felt his lips press against my cheek and I started to giggle.

“Did that work?” He asked and I shook my head.

“Hmmm maybe a real kiss would? Or are you too nervous?” I asked playfully which caused him to start laughing.

“I was trying to be a gentleman, but if you insist.” He then pressed his body against mine and clashed his lips with mine. I could feel him smiling too which made me smile too. Our noses bumped which made us both giggle and pull away. “How was that?” He asks which I just shake my head smiling.

“I can’t wait for more kisses and dates like tonight in the future. Goodnight Gray.” I said as I pressed my lips to his cheek leaving a faded rose pink lip print behind.